Thieves Highway

Your end of nothing is nothing.

Thieves Highway
Jules Dassin
1949

This Was It

         This was it. This was home. This. This place. This was what you'd packed your valise and come here for. This was what you'd looked forward to when you were seventeen. This was what you'd grown pretty for, grown graceful for, grown up for. All over the place you could hardly move, it was littered with shards. Ankle deep, knee deep. You couldn't see them. Shattered dreams, smashed hopes, busted arches.

Cornell Woolrich

The Bitter Stems

The Bitter Stems (Los Tallos Amargos)
Fernando Ayala
1956

Won't Help You

                             The cigarettes you light one after another won't help you forget her.

Frank Sinatra

On Noir Set #52

Bad Day at Black Rock

Nocturnal Animals

Clash By Night

Pulp Fiction

Dead Reckoning

Vertigo

Third Man

The Servant

Mob City

The Godfather

Nightmare Alley

Man Who Wasn't There

Out of the Past

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                     He had no home, not even a bank account. I always called him the high-class hobo.

Evert Hekkema (Baker's landlord)

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Chet Baker ; His Life and Music

Jeroen de Valk

2017

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William Boulay

Blood Simple

Blood Simple
Coen Brothers
1984

Big Lonely City #241